8th September 1990 We were returning from school. Sangeetha and Divya were very happy today as they got good marks in History paper. I was not that happy with my marks. Though it doesn’t matter to me, I was sure my mother would create a scene when I show her my red inked answer sheet….
Category: Short stories
Every evening she used to take her little one to that park. Playing hide and seek with his mamma was Rithvik’s favourite game. “Rithu, mamma knows where you are.” As usual she pretended to search him here and there and moved towards that coconut tree. It was his regular hiding place. He never got bored…
” Yes amma, interview went good. Train is at 10 pm. Just vacated the room. See you tomorrow, take care.” It was only 7 pm. Train station was at 15 minutes walkable distance. I could have spent two more hours in the hotel room but as per their norms, check out time was before 7…